I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

Ugh!

I'm so lonely!

The Ancient Doomsday sighed heavily. Why? Why am I so powerful? Is there anyone I can fight? I'll fight ten of them!

He glanced at the only relatively strong Superman, Clark, who was currently glaring at him menacingly. Look, he hadn't recovered from his self-healing yet.

Roar!

The ancient Doomsday roared to the sky, feeling utterly alone, unable to find any rivals. "Which bastard said there were powerful beings here? How could I have been so stupid as to believe his nonsense?"

The Ancient Doomsday mentally ranted, "Those damned god clowns tricked me into thinking there were powerful beings here. That's utter nonsense! Before I could even warm up and have a proper go at it, the enemy was already exhausted and suffered heavy casualties. I'm not satisfied yet!"

Ok?

Doomsday turned its gaze elsewhere, where a streak of arcing electricity was rapidly moving.

Swish!

The Flash is back. He found Constantine in less than a minute. The guy was fast asleep. He had a great time at the bar last night, chasing girls and sleeping like a log. Without saying a word or considering the guy's wishes, the Flash brought him over.

Putting down the bewildered and sleepy Constantine, the Flash stared blankly at the scene. Corpses lay scattered across the ruins, some wounded and injured, others motionless, their fates unknown. Green Lantern was nowhere to be seen; had he simply vanished during the fight?

"What happened? I was gone for a few dozen seconds and you were all wiped out?" the Flash asked, puzzled.

Roar!

The ancient Doomsday roared and fixed its gaze on the Flash, as if to say, "I'm the one who beat them down, so what?"

The Flash sensed the gaze, looked up blankly to meet it, and was immediately overwhelmed. His hair stood on end, and a chill involuntarily ran down his spine.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe you can track me as I run...!"

Before he could finish speaking, he immediately started running. The surrounding scenery seemed to freeze in an instant. At this moment, the Flash was the greatest king, dominating time.

Swish!

The Flash transformed into a blur too large for the naked eye to follow, and began running at breakneck speed around the ancient Doomsday. Yellow arcs of electricity crackled and flickered, and the endless Speed ​​Force swirled around him, adding a touch of mystery to his appearance.

The ancient Doomsday seemed to be stunned, standing still like an idiot, neither running nor resisting, and making no response.

The Flash, running in circles, exclaimed with delight, "Great! He can't see me, and he's helpless against me!"

drink!

With a sharp shout, The Flash circled behind Doomsday and punched him, bypassing the spiked keratin layer and striking his skin hard.

"what!"

The Flash let out a miserable scream, feeling that the other person's skin was indestructible, as hard as a lump of iron, and that his fist was pounded with immense pain, with the internal bones slightly cracking.

The Flash quickly retreated, getting away from the terrifying monster.

Ancient Doomsday watched all this with a sinister grin, his eyes fixed on the Flash, his gaze falling on the speedster, synchronizing with the speedster's every step.

Staring directly at every frame of his lightning-fast movements, firmly grasping his figure, the Flash's speed appeared as slow as a snail to him.

The Flash's eyes widened as he stopped: "Seriously? You could see me running this fast?"

Guess what he discovered? He actually saw that Doomsday's eyes and head were clashing in sync with his own position. Shocking! This guy's reaction was quick and his adaptability was extremely strong.

The Flash gritted his teeth. He couldn't fight back. He really couldn't fight back. The opponent could track his running movements, which made it impossible to solve the problem.

We must lure him to another place to fight. First, circle around the Ancient Doomsday a few times, feint an attack, and then lure him over. The Flash made up his mind and immediately put it into action.

Swish!

He increased his speed again and ran wildly. He didn't know how fast he was running. He only felt that his whole body was under load and his muscles and tendons were also under pressure that was difficult for his age to bear, and he crawled forward.

The surrounding scenery flashed by rapidly, time seemed to stand still at this moment, yet the culprit felt unbearable pain, a wave of soreness and discomfort washing over him. The Flash had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it, continuing to run with all his might, trying to bolster his spirits.

"Barry, come on! You can do it! You definitely can! Go faster! You can run even faster! Ah!!"

Chapter 194 Batman Deciphers Doomsday's Purpose

The Flash was nearly driven mad. His fist had already healed itself, and he hurriedly ran to grab the sleeping Constantine and run away from the place as fast as he could.

He didn't forget to turn his head to Constantine, who had just shown signs of waking up but had now fallen into a deep sleep, and roared, "Fuck you, Constantine, stop sleeping! If you don't wake up, we're all going to die!"

Roar!

The Ancient Doomsday roared and started running without saying a word. In the next moment, it suddenly rushed out and caught up with the Flash in a short time. Its body was wrapped in arcs of electricity, and it threw a powerful punch at the Flash.

The Flash's advantage is speed, he is very fast, but Ancient Doomsday can be even faster, and the distance between the two is closing dramatically.

The two chased each other. During the run, the Flash glanced back with a pounding heart. His pupils gradually dilated. The terrifying monster's punch was about to land, and his eyes were bloodshot.

If that punch landed, he would definitely die, not even leaving a trace. The Flash's mentality collapsed, and he suddenly accelerated again, upgrading to a higher level.

"Am I... going to die?"

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression distorted, and his body accelerated its sprint, pushing itself to the limit, rapidly widening the distance between itself and the ancient doomsday in a way that was invisible to the naked eye.

But this is not a long-term solution. If they don't come up with a solution sooner or later, the ancient doomsday will catch up with them and beat them to death.

The dazzling Speed ​​Force is amplified to its fullest extent in The Flash, with each burst of divine power brewing into a brilliant firework display.

Um? ! !

Bang bang bang!

"What's going on? Why is it so bumpy?"

Just at this critical moment, the person lying on top of the Flash finally woke up and murmured.

Constantine's eyelashes trembled slightly as he groggily opened his eyes, his gaze blankly surveying his surroundings. All the scenery and buildings seemed to be moving backward, as if time and space had been frozen, and he was immediately horrified.

Seeing that the bastard had finally woken up, the Flash, who was running anxiously, calmed down considerably and returned to his normal mood.

He searched every possible address in Constantine's home across the United States, turning over all the bars, nightclubs, and houses he frequented, before finally finding him.

At this moment, he roared, "Stop standing there, you idiot! Make your move now, or we'll all be dead!"

"Wh-what? What did you do? What kind of death?"

Constantine then realized he was no longer at home and was being carried away.

Shocking! I woke up to find myself robbed?! Could this person be gay?!

"Isn't this The Flash? How did he end up here?" Constantine wondered.

Looking down at the arcs of divine light on his body, he knew that this was a protective mechanism deliberately dispersed by the speedster when carrying others, to prevent ordinary people's physical fitness from being unable to withstand the layers of pressure brought by this extreme speed, otherwise they would have been turned into dust long ago.

Constantine felt violated, and after examining his body, his face showed displeasure. He angrily asked, "What did you do to me while I was drunk and sleeping? Why do I feel a little uncomfortable in my lower body?"

The Flash glanced at Constantine briefly, feeling uneasy?

Looking down, I noticed something was off about this guy's butt. My lips twitched slightly... His pants were deeply embedded in his buttocks, forming a tiny slit. They were practically stuck in there. How could he possibly feel comfortable?

The Flash, carrying him on his back, was bewildered: "I remember this place was perfectly fine when I carried him out just now? Uh, what's wrong with me...?"

He suddenly realized the reason: he must have been running too fast and pulling him around, accidentally getting his pants inside. He was so careless in that moment that he didn't care about anything else...

Shaking his head, he shook off his thoughts: "Is it possible that he did it unintentionally while he was sleeping...?"

Wait, now's not the time to talk about this. Superman is waiting for me to rescue him.

Coming to his senses, the Flash roared, "Shut up, you bastard! I'm not interested in men. Now, use your powerful magic to create a tunnel and throw this monster into some uninhabited dimension or Hell—anything but Earth!!"

Constantine frowned: "Not interested in men? Then why are you holding me... Can you put me down?"

Monster? What monster? Turning his head to look at the Flash's back, he was shocked by what he saw.

"Australia, buy it all! What the heck is this thing?"

A monster covered in red hair, its appearance in its later years was ominous—no, it was covered in silvery-white barbs and a layer of dull black keratinous armor. It had a ferocious face, resembling a beast and a human, with a deformed body.

It was now chasing after the two men with great momentum, its legs seemingly equipped with countless engines or some kind of motor, running at breakneck speed.

A punch came flying toward the two men. Constantine's expression changed, and he finally became serious. This man was up to no good, and his life was in danger.

"What's going on? Another Doomsday has appeared. Didn't you kill Doomsday before...?"

Constantine broke out in a cold sweat. He had heard of this ferocious monster before, so why had another one appeared?

The Flash yelled, "Shut up and get to work!"

This bastard, at a time like this, he still has the leisure to discuss and delve into the origins of Doomsday? Can't you finish fighting and escaping this crisis before slowly going through the details?

Constantine, having calmed himself, suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise.

"I think I heard a demon talk about the destruction of Krypton. This guy might be the progenitor of Krypton. After the destruction of ancient Krypton, he escaped from his prison and disappeared, right? Damn it, how did you bastards provoke him? Why is he in this universe?"

The Flash didn't bother with him; he had too many questions and was always making a fuss.

He thought to himself, "But, the progenitor of Doomsday, is there a theory that this monster also has an origin?"

It seems that the Doomsday created by Lex Luthor was truly a twist of fate, somehow managing to produce a product of the advanced civilization of Krypton. He's incredibly clever; no wonder he's so rich...

Roar!

Constantine stared in terror at the Ancient Doomsday, which roared and threw a punch from afar. The powerful force shook the void, and the immense power caught both of them off guard.

boom!

The Flash was forced to stop running, feeling a massive shockwave behind him that sent him flying. The two of them crashed to the ground, sparks flying and lightning stumbling as they crawled on the floor.

Both men were seriously injured, suffering from excruciating pain, broken bones, and multiple abrasions and dislocations. The Flash wouldn't be able to escape anytime soon. Constantine roared, "What are you doing, The Flash?"